Italy. Beautiful country. It felt so comfortable to walk the streets of Europe again, even if it wasn't my city. Fun to watch my mom learn how to ride the metro with thousands of other Italians all squished together.  Everyone should see Venice before it sinks.
MLC. I have hit a wall when it comes to working here . I GIVE UP. I cannot meet strangers anymore. I don't want to tell my name to people who don't care and will forget it tomorrow. I like to work hard and so while sitting around on your rear and doing nothing appeals to some people, it is going to be the death of me. And really, no one should have to be subjected to the recycled cafeteria food for more than 6 weeks. So the week after I got back from Italy, I got a summer job that starts mid-May. NO MORE MLC, PRAISE GOD ALMIGHTY.
Middle schoolers. Oh wow. I'm interning at my church in Texas for the summer and am in charge of middle school. I am very excited about this, but at the same time.....how many years they have been alive is how many years ago I was their age!! This is definately going to be....something.
Non-profit. I want to work for a non-profit starting in the fall somewhere in the DFW metro area. Something that works both on domestic and international fronts. Funny how DFW was THE LAST place on earth I wanted to live when coming back from Ukraine, and how it is really about the only place I want to live now. We'll see how all that goes. I'm hopeful.
UKRAINE. I miss you. Nothing makes me happier (in America) than to call my Ukrainian friends who live in New York and talk with them in their native tongue for hours about everything and nothing, or to talk with my dear friends who still live in L'viv. Talked with my boss there today for a long time about everything going on there...good and bad. And as crazy as things can get there, it's still home. And after all this time, I still wish I was there with them.
So what is life supposed to look like after this? It's different than being 16 years old and thinking "I'd really like to see the world someday", but after you've seen it....what then? You can always add more countries to the list, but it's just a different concept. And after all the places I've been, people I've met and things I've seen and experienced, I just don't know what a "normal" life in America is supposed to look like for me (or how long I'll have to pretend like it's okay with me to just live and work here). I cannot imagine. | 
